Complications of Charity
Should we that have no lack give of our store
Of food to those who live in daily need
When they cannot deny the pressing greed
Of cravings and addictions crying, "More
For me, and you'll forget that you are poor,
And how your heart has never ceased to bleed
From beatings and abuse for ev'ry deed
Opposed, or else that made a conscience sore
By doing right"? This then ought we to say
To those who claim providing clothes will aid
Their errant ways: " 'O Lord, when saw we thee
In hunger or in thirst along the way,
Or naked, or in prison,' and He said,
'The least of these ye served as unto Me.' "
{Miltonic Sonnet}
(Written April 28th, 2014)
{Loosely quoted from Matthew 25}
Copyright © Isaiah Zerbst | Year Posted 2014
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